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coolprettyleo · 2 months

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picking up the pieces - begin again au

tw: lowkey cringe

wc: 856

ryan leonard x hughes sister au

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frankie decided she loved her life. was she manic? maybe.

she walked to class wearing a cute mini skirt feeling like that bitch. with the song rich girl playing feeling a bit main character. she wanted to look good for this class though.

it had been about two weeks since she's seen anyone. avoiding everyone she knew at all cost. she was finally going to her theater class where she sat with will, gabe, and ryan.

she's decided she hates ryan. frankie just felt like he was an asshole trying to convince everyone he was a 'nice guy' when he wasn't. honestly she was just bitter he pushed her away two weeks ago.

frankie usually didn't get rejected so when she did, she would act like they were the plague and they were the most evil person in the world. it was easier to do in her opinion.

ryan had actually been trying to see her since it happened. he had felt horrible for the way she took it. he just wanted her to know that he was in it for the long game and the serious game; a game that frankie wasn't familiar with. but alas frankie thought he was slut shaming her; something that had been haunting Ryan. he would never shame her for that kind of stuff. if anything he found it even hotter of the way she carried herself and how confident she was.

frankie opened the door to her class, running fifteen minutes late. so when the big wooden doors creaked open it caught the attention of a certain hockey trio. she decided to sit with them again due to the fact she wanted them to see she was thriving. even though her life had fallen apart she was still slaying at life. and they needed to see that.

the professor got to talking their ears off as she scrolled through Pinterest. trying to find a new way to stay interesting as she was trying to rebrand her whole life.

she ignored the worried glances each of the three boys would give her throughout the rest of the lecture, trying to desperately keep it together. the professor ended class early, so frankie tried to pack up as quick as possible hoping to not have to converse with the three boys.

"wanna go get chippers with us?" will offered to her. as if nothing happened. she eyed them before giving ryan a nasty look.

"im good, thanks." she said in a bitchy tone as she walked swiftly pass them.

ryan looked at the other two boys with a wince before grabbing his bag, chasing after her.

"frankie wait!" he called as she raced down the steps. not listening to him.

"please stop avoiding me, I never meant for you to take it that way" he said grabbing her bag. he was desperate to talk to her since he had called her, texted her, looked for her, for two weeks straight. this girl was stubborn.

"im not avoiding you, I just dont see a reason for us to all be friends anymore" she said looking at him with her head held high. trying to play a part she oh so desperately wasn't.

"dont say that, we were friends before you got with drew, remember?"

"just leave me alone! I know what you and your friends think about me. why would I want to be around that?"

"that was drew and the rest of them, it was never me, smitty, or gabe" he said reasoning with her.

"I just feel really stupid ryan. overall embarrassed. I mean you were just trying to be nice to me and I got mixed signals and tried to get with you too, no wonder you think im a whore" she said looking away.

"woah- I do not think of you like that- I tried to kiss you too. when I pulled away it was because I wanted us to kiss under way better circumstances. you dont have to be embarrassed whatsoever. its drew who should be, if anything"

"under better circumstances?" she said confused.

"well I mean- I like you. like I wanted to take you out and all that before we kissed. and to be honest, I want you to be over drew before I take you out" he said putting his hands in his pockets blushing profusely.

ryan liked me? since when?

when she had first met the BC boys she originally wanted to hook up with ryan, but he didn't look like he showed her any interest so she moved on too drew.

"I don't think your over him yet though. and thats fine, im in it for the long game and ill wait, but in the mean time I still want to be friends, I still want to see you, so please join us to chippers" ryan added on after she had looked deep in thought.

she contemplated weather joining them or not. she wss hungry. and she did love chipotle. and its not like she had any other friends.

"ill go" she said after a second as ryan grinned.

it had always been hard for frankie to keep a grudge.

"and by the way, im so over him. he gives me the ick" she said they walked towards chipotle.

"I'll believe it when I see it, princess" he said grabbing her bag.

#nhl imagine #ryan leonard #frankie x ryan #gabe perreault #nhl imagines #will smith hockey #bc hockey #gabe perreault x reader #hockey fic #hockey imagine #jack hughes x reader #quinn hughes #luke hughes x reader #hughes sister

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olivia091108 · 6 months

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Drunken haze

Summary:you and Steve o on a night out

Word count: 1342

Pairing:Steve o x reader

The whole of the jackass crew was out celebrating the wrap of jackass the movie at a bar even tho we’re all so fucking tired. I wore a black mini skirt and a crop top which makes my boobs look tit-tastic and wearing some black boots suck look so sexy.

We all got here about 11:30 and got straight into shots before Chris dares me to do a suicide shot and he will buy me my next 5 drinks and that was a done deal even though it hurt like a Bitch all of them cheered me on though and I did try to convince Preston to do it with me but he pussied out

1:00am

Bams walked in carrying a skateboard he must’ve stolen from someone outside and I quickly grabbed my drink off the bar before bam skated across knocking loads of peoples drinks off.

I was dying of laughter clinging onto Ryan so I don’t fall when a biker started to chase bam around the bar cos he knocked his drink and wasn’t paying even though we all know bam has the money.

I don’t know what happened but bam walked back in through the front door and had a huge smile on his face he probably messed with the guy and did something horrible like usual.

1:30

The bar was still thriving which made it even harder for us to get served with the rest of the crowed shouting at the bar tenders to make their drinks. So we lifter wee man over and he grabbed a few bottles from behind the bar and passed them over quickly and we scurried to the back of the bar and I challenged Johnny to a bet

Who’ve can get darf out first chooses the losers punishment

“Dave come do shots!” I get Dave to do 4 shots with me bffs Knox drags him away and it goes back and forth and to be honest I thought darf would be here by now.

I head to the bathroom and as soon as I come out I see darf running about and sweating in peoples faces once he spots me he picks me up and drops me onto ehren and we just watch darf mess about.

“Darf I dare you to snort the salt”Steve o says already making a big line

This goes on for a good hour at least until he started to pick up the chairs and dash it across the bar probably hitting people and he had to be escorted out and Preston left with him saying that he needs to get up early. BORE

3:00

Let’s do some body shots bam shouts and they all get very excited to do it all hoping to do it with me.

Y/n since your the only lovely lady here were drawing tooth picks whoever gets shortest does it.

I slowly see each of their faces drop once they pick their stick until ryan happily shouts that he had the shortest.

Mom the table y/n Ryan tells me I can hear the excitement in his voice

Actually Dunn I was thinking that I do the body shot off you.

Alright but be warned I haven’t showed in a couple days.

I lick his neck and put some salt on put the lime in his mouth and then begin. I slowly lick off the salt making the group oooh and drink the shot no hands and take the kind out his mouth by kissing him a bit wich I hope he enjoyed.

The night carried on like this till 3:45 when everyone was getting tired and wanted to leave

Cmon guys one more hour

Nah it’s late I’m gonna pass out soon

I ahve press in the morning Jeff would kill me if I’m too hungover

Sorry y/n next time

With all of them leaving I knew who I could count on to stay. I grab Steve o’s hand and get on my knees and start begging him to stay

Steve o please you know how much fun we have don’t be boring just another hour.

“Yeah dude.” I jump up and fling myself onto him and he spins em round before we say bye and head back into the bar.

We drink a lot more and still ahve as much fun without them. With Steve o anything could be fun even doing bills he would do something to make me laugh.

5:00

We were the last two inside and they have been asking us to leave but we don’t want to just yet steve o even tried to but the bar so we could stay longer.

I climbed onto the bar and pretended to be a stripper on the counter but when the a manger came out and started to shout at us and call the police I grabbed some tequila and grabbed onto Steve o’s shoulder and he helped me jump down and we ran out of their even with my heals I could outrun him.

“Omg Steve I’m so hungry are you hungry?”

“I’m fucking starving”

“Let’s go and get a kebab”

5:30

We are walking down the street and both devouring the dinner kebab when Steve o makes me laugh so much and I put my hand out to grab onto the pole but miss it by a mile and I just feel my body collide with the floor.

It doesn’t even hurt i just start laughing and hear Steve o begin to aswell until he’s crouching holding his stomach. Once our laughter has died down i see that Steve o dropped the rest of the kebab and I roughly push him.

“M’ tired”

“Samesies my place isn’t far but help me take this stupid boots off please” I bat my eyes at him and he helps me take them off and we both start waking with my boots in my left hand and I try to dodge all the broken glass

It took us twice as long as it should’ve because we were winging to eatchother and he kept putting his whole body weight on me and I thought he fell asleep then and there.

We get to my apartment building and get into the elavator and one of the other men on my floor was in there he looks like he’s going to work. Steve o stands behind him and starts to copy him wich makes us both laugh before receiving a dirty look from him and the rest of the ride up we both laugh while shushing the other.

I fumble with the key and slip it into the lock and swing the door open “stevie cmon your gonna get cold” I grab his hand and pull him up from the floor which I’m sure he would’ve slept on

I keep ahold of his hand and keep a firm grip once his eyes latch onto the sofa and continue to pull him towards my room. We both flop down onto the top of the covers and I start trying to remove my uncomfortable party clothes. Once I slide off my skirt and top I’m left in just my thong and I move over to Steve o and help him get out of his clothes but he’s not moving so it’s a lot harder than I thought.

Stevie please just sit up for literally one second I’m tryna help. He does and I raise his arms and take off his shirt revealing his hot torso I then drag his jeans down leaving him in just his boxers.

“Thanks babe” I love when steve o calls me that even though he calls everyone that I feel special when he says it to me. I slide under the covers and steve o follows suite and he’s just as quick to push himself right up against me and wrap his arms round me and lay his head on my chest using my boobs as pillows and he starts to grope them whispering things to himself and soon we are both asleep when the sun starts to come up.

I love nights out with Steve o

Omg this is actually horrendous they barley even fancied eatchother and that maybe I’ll redo it or just fix it when I have the time

Speaking of I’m sorry I haven’t posted in a week I’ve had so much home work and I’ll try and post more often (I literally only have 19 followers don’t thing anyone noticed lol)

Requests always open 😁

-liv

#liv’s writing #jackass x reader #steve o #steve o x reader

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jennifcrs · 3 years

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* ana de armas, cis-woman + she/her | you know jennifer blanco, right? they’re 27, and they’ve lived in irving for, like, five years ? well, their spotify wrapped says they listened to cinnamon girl by lana del rey like, a million times this year, which makes sense ‘cause they’ve got that whole messy blonde hair fanned across a silk pillowcase, wearing a micro mini skirt no matter the season, dancing like everyone’s watching thing going on. i just checked and their birthday is july 5th, so they’re a cancer, which is unsurprising, all things considered. ( lyndsay, 24, est, she/her )

(tw; abortion, hypersexuality perhaps?) (pinterest and about)

background (tw; abortion, hypersexuality perhaps?)

jenny was raised by her mother in small town in new jersey. she had a pretty normal childhood but never felt like she got the attention she needed from her parents. following their bitter divorce, her mom had a revolving door of boyfriends in and out of the apartment while her dad was preoccupied with his new family.

eventually she sought out that attention and validation elsewhere and quickly realized it really wasn’t that hard to come by. in fact, it was pretty easy. the older she got, the more people noticed just how pretty she was. especially guys

she’d always been boy-crazy but the awakening of her sexuality in high school showed her just how addictive it could be to feel desired. she began thriving on sexual attention, dressing provocatively and acting the part for her dose of validation

but the worse her reputation became, the more approval she seemed to need. it became a vicious cycle, and not one without its consequences.

she’d thought chlamydia had been embarrassing but a couple pregnancy scares later one finally stuck. her mother went with her to planned parenthood--there was no way she was having a kid--and it was all sorted, but not without the ‘friends’ she’d confided in making sure everyone knew.

she’s had a bit of a chip on her shoulder ever since and left her hometown as soon as she could, attending a big party school in the south.

with her self-worth in tatters she fell right back into the pattern of letting people’s expectations and her own craving for acceptance control her, playing into stereotypes and wreaking havoc for a sense of control.

she couldn’t seem to stop herself from having sex. it didn’t matter who. taken, older, her econ professor, her roommate’s boyfriend. even when she knew it was a terrible idea and would only leave her feeling worse.

after college she planned to move back north (her dream is to live in nyc) but she’d made friends and found a job in north carolina that kept her from taking the leap.

she’d started as an intern and worked her way up, now working as a corporate event planner for a prestigious lawfirm. she tries not to think about whether or not she got the job based on merit or... connections. regardless, she’s good at what she does and doesn’t hate schmoozing with wealthy men at cocktail parties.

still, she’s restless and looking for more, which has perhaps kept her from growing out of her lust for drama.

personality

jenny’s a CANCER

she’s insecure and most of her life revolves around seeking acceptance and validation.

She can be a little short-tempered and defensive. If you poke fun at something she’s touchy about, she’ll turn on you in an instant. Can also be a little confrontational.

Sometimes she grapples with needing to feel in control and can be prone to starting petty arguments or stirring up trouble.

She is extremely flirtatious and never says no. she’s addicted to feeling desired

Would also never miss an event. you’ll never find her home on a friday or saturday night. or thursday. or monday.

She can be pretty selfish and inconsiderate of others. her self-preservation instincts are strong. she’s been looking out for herself her whole life.

She can be self-destructive. She has a tendency to push people away and test boundaries.

But she’s a lot of fun and definitely knows how to ensure everyone is having a good time. There isn’t a person she wouldn’t talk to. Extroverted to the extreme.

A huge gossip. She’s nosy and likes knowing everyone’s business, but she also likes passing that information along. Isn’t the best at keeping secrets but CAN. Sometimes.

tldr;

crybaby sun, bitch moon, slut rising, babyyyy. jenny’s been sexualized from a young age and let that shape her identity. wears her reputation like a suit of armor. works as an event planner and loves mingling, partying and otherwise being the center of attention. recovering pick-me girl. will flirt with your boyfriend but will probably feel bad about it.

Feel free to message me for plots! I’m open to and eager for anything you think might work for our characters! Otherwise, I love exploring chemistry and seeing what happens!

#irvingintro #intro #there's a tldr at the bottom i promise

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polarishq · 4 years

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Meet ROSALIE HARCOURT. They are FORTY-THREE years old and hail from GREENWICH, CT. Rosalie embodies the constellation, DRACO. They use she/.her pronouns. Their faceclaim is SHAY MITCHELL.

Draco reminds me of mini-skirts in May, gray plaid tied around the waist, cannabis on the windowsill, crop tops and lace bras, lipstick on a white page, music flooding through the hallway, the swing of hips in the middle of a thunderstorm. .

BIOGRAPHY

Rosalie Alana Harcourt was a princess from the moment she was born. Her family told the tales of how she was singing when she came out of the womb, and never really stopped. As she aged, she picked up instruments to accompany her lifelong song: the guitar, the piano, the flute, the violin, the bass, a pair of drumsticks, even the triangle. When she was six, she began to dance, captivating everyone around her with nothing but the sway of her arms and the stamp of her feet. As the obvious successor of Lyra, Rosalie was a golden child; she was the captain of the cheerleading team, the choreographer for the dance team, first chair in the orchestra, the face of every band she joined. For all intents and purposes, Rosalie was the perfect option for Lyra.

Then came Blair.

If the shame of being passed up for Lyra wasn’t harsh enough, the Draco constellation appeared on her hip only two days later. To be chosen based on her greatest failure was a punch in the gut. Everything in Rosalie’s life fell to dust, after that; her family started to look at her with clear disdain, and the people in town spoke about Lyra passing her up for her baby sister. It created a clear division between the Harcourt sisters, and Rosalie started to give her sister the cold shoulder. Her parents pushed her to be a better musician, a better singer, a better dancer; they did their best to make Lyra change its mind. Even so, Lyra and Draco stayed where they were, and the Harcourts continued to pry the sisters apart. The tension in the house soon grew to a point where the matriarch told Rosalie to either claim Lyra as her own, or find another family. Unwilling to be anyone’s desperate pawn, Rosalie made her choice. The day Blair moved out, she did, too

Polaris wasn’t the first choice; she knew Blair would go there, so she avoided it for a while. Choosing to create a new identity for herself, she dropped her first name and began to go by Lana, someone who was free to explore the Draco constellation.

In the months that she spent on her own, she learned quite a bit about herself and her mark. For one thing, sex felt a lot better nowadays. At first, Lana attributed it to her newfound freedom and her new identity. However, she always found herself more energized and more powerful after each hookup. It wasn’t long before she figured out that Draco gave her the power to feed off of sexual energy. In addition to that, her years of musical training didn’t go to waste, either; she learned how to draw people in with her song and dance, and feed from those who chose to sleep with her. It was a sharp contrast from what she imagined Lyra would be; it was everything she could ask for.

Lana became a symbol of sex and bad intentions, getting high off of power and a little bit of weed. Months bled into a year, and she hardly remembered any of it. Things changed when she came across someone on the road; while she would have liked to just sleep with them and move along, they saw her powers for what they were. To this day, Lana couldn’t tell you how they did it, but they soon convinced her to go back to Polaris with them, and start a life that was not dependent on her family, music, or sex.

Now a student at Polaris, Lana isn’t the friendliest of people. She still has a chip on her shoulder from long ago, so she keeps everyone at a distance. She still sleeps around, but she tries not to feed off of her hookups. She joined the cheer and dance teams in search of familiarity; despite the trauma attached to the activities, she still loves to cheer and dance, and doing so keeps her calm. Besides, it’s not like she can join the choir or band; she refuses to enter any space where her sister might be. She’s garnered a reputation for being the bitch in the spotlight, and she thrives in it.

INCLINATION

The Draco constellation typically does not choose based on element, but on a witch with extreme power who has not unlocked it yet. Like the legend of old, Draco chooses a witch who has achieved a huge failure in their life, and sets the course for their redemption. Draco is the catalyst for change, not the result of one. Draco chooses someone who is in need of guidance, or a stepping stone in the correct direction.

CONNECTIONS

Filling the role of Blair Harcourt’s older sister.

Filling the role of Samantha Evans’ tutor.

On and Off: Not necessarily a significant other, but definitely someone Lana spends a lot of her time with. They teeter on the edge of being an item, but the fact that Lana refuses to commit keeps them apart. The relationship has its good and bad moments; Lana is prone to jealousy, so she gets catty whenever she sees someone else with this person, and she absolutely refuses to confess any feelings for this person. However, they sometimes bring out the best in her, and she trusts them wholeheartedly. The relationship isn’t exactly healthy, but they’ve been on this rollercoaster for a while now.

Unexpected Companion: These two met by chance; another bad day in the life of Lana Harcourt, and… this person was there. They didn’t become immediate best friends; they’re not even sure if they are friends. But they always seem to run into each other during weird moments. Secretly, Lana looks forward to these meetings. She doesn’t feel the need to be as catty or sultry as she usually is, given that this person has already seen her at her worst. She just likes being around them, though she doesn’t know how to explain it herself.

Anchor: This is the person who found Lana and convinced her to enroll. Every time she considers running away again, they give her a reason to stay, even if it’s just to throw her false happiness in her sister’s face. Lana wouldn’t consider them a friend at all, if only because they keep her stuck here. But she does come searching for them every time she’s a little uncertain, so she clearly likes them a little. Also, she’s determined to sleep with them, so there’s that.

Penned by Ricki ★

#draco.#water.#taken.#ricki.#student.

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